|Flynn, the king of our house.|
Born in a closet on St Patricks Day 2006, my oldest son begged to keep him, and named him after a lephrechaun in one of his story books. Flynn was the ugliest one of the litter, but the smartest and first to try anything. Quite an adventurer, he's a huge bed hog (and he snores!), currently weighs 21 lbs. He quickly came to be loved by our whole family.